We skipped Beale street because we read everywhere that its like a shorter Bourbon street, and after seeing Bourbon street we were like no thank you we don't need to see that. Actually there is a lot of shame when you have been on a road trip through the south for a week and have been eating crap for breakfast lunch and dinner the whole time. We got to Nashville late so there was nothing open around our hotel and we were so tired and it was raining so we didn't want to venture into downtown Nashville so the only thing open was a Church's Chicken. The restaurant part of it wasn't even open still, only the drive through window. A car pulled up behind us at the window and Bob panicked and said just get that 10 piece bucket meal that we just said we would definitely not get. It was $16 and weighed like 10 pounds. At the hotel we opened it up and it turned out to be a meal for a family of four. Lots of biscuits, family sized slaw and mashed potatoes and gravy, and 10 pieces of chicken but not normal chicken, like Franken-chicken. 10 pieces of thighs and wings fried together or wings and breasts fried together. It was a sh!t load of chicken and we were floored after having eaten so much southern food for a week. There were no utensils in the bag so we were going to eat mashed potatoes and slaw with the plastic bags they package cups in at hotels but I said NO, we must maintain a shred of dignity so i went downstairs to find some. We used utensils but our dignity was already long gone. We pretty much ate everything and half of the chicken and felt sorry for ourselves and went to bed. It was a shameful night. |
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